Princess Rajapatni

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 2

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 2

There is nothing special about my birth. Tu-buhku does not emit bright light. My calf is not glowing. Most importantly, I am a woman.

Being indifferent to standing is the best way to maintain mental health. Thus, I will not feel disappointed when everyone is more about my three yunda. Or at least, here are the guidelines I've made a way to entertain myself.

Being a woman at this time is the same as having no meaning. Moreover, I was born in a kingdom that upholds patriarchal values. The myths and fervor of society further weakened my position. Only because of the belief in the prophecies could one's fate change.

Before I was born, my father had two daughters. These two daughters were predicted to be the wives of a king. That said, at birth, Tri— foreheadTribuaneswari— sparkles like a manic light, while Nare—Narendraduhita—has a very beautiful ma-tahari birthmark.

When she was holding me, my mother didn't expect much. Giving birth to two daughters, then seeing the look of disappointment in the father's face has made it fit. In her pain brought me into the world, Mother only hoped that I would be a good child and act straight according to dharma. Maybe it is

which happens. Because since childhood, I like to be dininabobo-kan with verses of various sutras.

My father was not very satisfied with the prophecy when I was born. There are no words associated with chastity or power. The astrologers concluded that I was in the midst of grace and calamity.

Therefore, my position was then lowered by one level. My father chose to love Pradnya Paramitha, who was a year younger than me. That said, when Mother was pregnant with my sister, Ayahanda dreamed of being visited by the Bodhisatva Avalokitesvara. My father then took it as a clue. No wonder, the meaning in my sister's name is ‘perfection in naan’ wisdom. That's what I expected. That my brother will bring perfection and a wise son-in-law to help him build his kingdom.

Although Maha, my sister, is more isolated because of the prophecy that she will die at dusk (hence the name Maha-dewi Sandyakala is expected to reduce the effects of ra-malan), I am often envious. I then wondered why the universe presented my birth. Even in my childhood, I chose to believe what Nyi Hanum, my foster mother, told me. Nyi Hanum's words gave me strength in need.

Nyi Hanum always told me about the happy dawn. Pink sheets replace orange. Small clouds sprinkled like flower petals. Those were my birth moments. The beginning of a bright and bright day.

I imagined that sky. Guessing-ne-bak how the horizon as the gods sow the flowers of each of its throne. While the Great Solar God gave the most bright and soothing light.

Unfortunately, when I was a teenager, envy made me doubt the story of Nyi Hanum. My faith faded with time to mature me. I still feel dissatisfied. The love I have from my father is not the same as the love my parents have. Punishment seems easier than a compliment. And it hurts.

I started to doubt Nyi Hanum. I thought it was just a story made to please me. I still like one part of the story.

On the eve of my birth, it is said to coincide de-ngan when the pastors present puja to the Creator. In my shadow, that moment must have been peaceful and sacred. Cappings sounded. While prayer begins the universe through a beautiful mantra:

Bhur bvah svaha, tat savitur varenyam,

Bhargo devasya dimahi, diyo yo nah prachodayat…

Brahmins usually perform offerings. Mere-ka will burn incense and chant the spell. Puja to the ruler of the three realms. Request that the Almighty bestow strength and reason that enlightens the human mind.

Whether by chance or not, I was named after that spell. The Holder of the Three Powers. With my fate foretold in the midst of such misfortune and misfortune, I do not know if a name will then change the course of my fate.

People call me Princess Gayatri. I am the fourth-level daughter of the Emperor Singasari, Prabu Kertanegara.